Lord Asoka's advisors were uneasy. They understood his plans to colonize the Arabian Sea coast and to outfit his workers with Iron machetes to beat back the encroaching Jungles. Unfortunately, the economy was rapidly approaching a crisis point. Tyrants of the day did not tend to appreciate their grand plans being undermined, or even questioned. The advisors selected the most expendable amongst them, one Advisor Gump, to break the news to Lord Asoka. Surely Gump would be killed, but perhaps the message would get through anyway, and the empire might be saved.
Asoka listened intently to Advisor Gump. He was somewhat put off by the young scholar's bizarre haircut and halting speech pattern, but he was won over by his down-home charm and simple wisdom. And his suggestions were sensible. Sweeping changes were made across India:
All plans to research Iron Working were put on hold. The Palace advisors, even when supplemented by the idle speculations of riverside laborers chatting after a hard day's work, were not up to the task of unlocking such secrets of metallurgy. This was especially the case when the Palace's attention was just as dedicated to maintaining ties with far-off Babylon. No, Towns were needed, especially in the western Flood Plains, to fuel commerce and science. The wise men were told to switch their focus to Pottery. Asoka only hoped that they would succeed before it was too late.
The Fast Workers wandering aimlessly about the Persian Plateau, preparing for a new city, were directed back to Babylon to provide lumber to aid Production. And, back in Delhi, the construction of a fifth Settler was cancelled in favor of another Worker. And young Gump, much to the chagrin of the more cynical councilors, was appointed Chief Advisor for life.
The Settlers' trek westward was fraught with danger. They barely dodged Lions outside of modern-day Karachi, and found their target Hill occupied by club-wielding Barbarians. A shouted challenge from the Babylon garrison, though, brought the ruffians down to be slaughtered. Relieved, the colonists finally settled down on the hill, calling it Tehran:
Tehran was a hardy little city, doomed to relative mediocrity long-term. In the short-term, though, with its Copper access and Deer, and able to borrow Flood Plains from Babylon, it would more than pay for its own maintenance.
In 1825 B.C., Chief Advisor Gump, quizzically shaping and reshaping a lump of clay in his quarters, discovered that giving a pot a
bottom was instrumental in allowing it to hold water:
In those ancient, benighted days, this was considered a major breakthrough.
As the Indian wise men played with river-mud in the throne room, Justinian's haughty emissary stepped in to present Lord Asoka with a filigreed tablet inscribed with an intricately-scribed treaty:
Awed by the Byzantines' ability to draw sounds, Asoka agreed to the treaty, which opened allowed trade and explorers to progress unimpeded by border guards. Of course, any attempts at Settlement would negate the treaty, but Justinian didn't need to know that just yet.
By 1250 B.C., Indian society had changed significantly:
The advent of Pottery had resulted in Cottages springing up across the empire. Permanent settlements existed around Babylon and Tehran, and temporary shanty-towns sprang up around resources that would not be exploited for some time, like the infamous Elephant Village slum outside of Delhi. Iron Working had been researched, resulting in a revolution in weapons technology. The Club had been replaced with the Axe, and soon, even the Sword would come into play.
These new weapons were a boon, for the Nationless Ones had become more numerous. They sent more Warriors, along with mysterious killers able to slay from a distance. The Nationless Ones even set up a stronghold in the southern jungles.
So, here we are, at 1225 B.C. Elite Axe-Fighters defend Delhi from Barbarian hordes in the east:
While, in the west, Babylon and Tehran contend with Arabian culture:
The upside to this border war is that Hinduism should spread to one city or the other fairly quickly.
Justinian, advanced as he is, is willing to make us a fine deal for Iron Working:
Of course, he would also be willing to trade for the usual collection of trash (Polytheism, Hunting, Fishing), but I think you all would draw and quarter me if I even considered that
So? What do you all think? Should I take the Writing/Animal Husbandry deal? Is it time to start expanding again? Should I whip up a small force of Swordsmen to take out that Barbarian city? Is it worth keeping, or should it be razed?
Here's the save: